Man, I have to keep this updated! My name is Mike Wigal. Now I'm 64 and live in Petaluma, CA sharing an apartment with my son, Mick, and granddog Luquillo. I still travel a lot and ponder a lot. I hope to share this journey with you if I can get over my laziness and temptation to post my rapier-like wit on the hated Facebook instead of here. Welcome!

About Me

A man of many words. Profane, profound, loyal to a fault and a right rat bastard. I love the finer things in life: expensive cigars, cheap women and all the salted, cured meats I can eat. A friend to dogs, lover of humanity and despiser of people. If I were King the world would be a better place, because, well...I would be King! Oh, and I like ice cream.

Sunday, March 30, 2008

Open House

Had an open house today. One hour only, from 2 to 3 PM. Must have been over a 100 people show up to go through my stuff. Many of the neighbors came over too.

Crazy feeling to have complete strangers go rooting through all your stuff. But in the end it's all just "stuff." I've made my disconnect. My renter, Karen, told me she got a little emotional when she saw the old bucket of baseballs I used to pitch to Mick for batting practice. Funny how the mundane flotsam of our lives sometimes unwittingly impacts others.

Hope whomever shows next Saturday brings their wallets.Here's the ad for the sale of my worldly belongings.